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Gourd-geous

About this time every year, I am amazed at the pumpkins that folks create.

Not the pies — although I appreciate those, too — but the pumpkin carvings that I see on porches, stoops and online. They just get more extreme and extraordinary every Halloween.

In fact, I saw one today that touched my inner gourd.

girl pumpkin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Girl! I hear that.

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Starting the day right

My neighborhood streets were so quiet this morning. Rory and I only saw two delivery men and another man walking his dog.  The hustle and bustle of New York City?

Not on Labor Day.

So I noticed little things I normally miss.

horsedoormanThis little guy guards the entrance to an apartment building near my post office.  I’ve walked this path for five years, and this is the first time he has caught my eye.

(As a Kentucky native, I am especially embarrassed to admit this.)

 

 

 

TylerwashereMy friend Dick sits on this stoop most afternoons. Rory and I stop by and catch up on the neighborhood gossip during our walks.

Apparently Tyler chatted with Dick yesterday, too.

 

bloomsAnd these blooms were hanging on a tree on my street.

A nice end to a lovely morning walk.